Today is definitely the most stressful day in the Imperial Dining Room.

Because not only His Majesty arrived, but even the civil and military officials were crammed into their small imperial dining room.

How could they care about the dishes and fruits on the day of the Golden Melon Conference, and their eyes never took their eyes off the little princess!

The imperial dining room went on strike today, and in the backyard, there are more than a dozen kinds of fresh and sweet fruits.

Grapes, apples, pears, and peaches from the north, and mangoes, durians, lychees, and pomegranates from the south.

Cha Cha took out his own small cloth bag of sheep and sheep, and stuffed the beautiful fruits into the small cloth bag.

Hey, hey, hey~~

After seeing his daughter's move, he couldn't help but hug his daughter in distress and touched his soft little face: "Chacha, you can eat any fruit here, from now on, you can eat whatever you want, you don't need to pretend, and after a while, Daddy will send all these to the Listening Bamboo Palace, so that Chacha can eat enough!" ”

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The Golden Melon Conference is about to be held, and the representative team of the Northern Xia Dynasty has also entered Beijing one after another, and settled in the first restaurant in the capital, the VIP suite of Fulu Yipin.

The representative figure this time is Murong Huan, the crown prince of the Northern Xia Dynasty, accompanied by Pi Xiuxiu, the national teacher of the Northern Xia Dynasty, and Wei Wuyue, a first-class military general.

Approaching the Golden Melon Conference, the people of the entire capital are very excited, and at night, thousands of lights are lit up and thousands of alleys are empty, like Murong Huan, who loves to join in the fun, can't resist at all.

Murong Huan, who was just about to go down to join in the fun, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a handsome man with white hair fluttering, holding a big knife in his arms in front of his door, quietly meditating with his eyes closed.

"Lord Wei, even if you can't sleep in a rage, don't stand up for a corpse at the door of my room, you see this big night is weird and scary."

A beautiful man dressed in a blue-green flowing cloud fairy crane costume was about to go out to wave with a money bag in his pocket, but he had just passed by Wei Wuyue, a white-haired man with his eyes closed, and grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him alive.

"Hey, hey, hey, you want to erase Prince Ben, don't you?"

Wei Wuyue opened his eyes at this time, and he was cold and cold: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, when we left, Your Majesty specially instructed that the ministers must be optimistic about His Royal Highness the Prince, especially after nightfall, and they can't go out until the Golden Melon Conference is successfully over, please go back and rest." ”

Murong Huan scolded in his heart and went back, closed the door, his dark eyes rolled, and thought, anyway, it is so lively outside now, it can't be over in a while, he just waited for Wei Wuyue, an old antique, to go back to the room to sleep before going out to have a good time.

Hee-hee-hee, he's such a clever little ghost.

As soon as he returned to the bed and waited for Wei Wuyue to leave, Wei Wuyue's voice came from outside the house: "Tonight, the ministers will stay outside the door of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince day and night, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will dispel the idea of sneaking out as soon as possible." ”

Murong Ying pouted on the bed and gave Wei Wuyue a villain......

"Also, there are our people on the street outside, so His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should not play any window jumping routines, it's useless."

Murong Huan rolled over from the bed and stabbed Wei Wuyue with the villain......

Next door to the suite is the room of Pi Xiuxiu, the national teacher of the Northern Xia Dynasty.

Murong Huan was tearful about Wei Wuyue's villain, when he heard Pi Xiuxiu's voice from the direction of the suite next door.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, have you slept with His Royal Highness the Prince?"